Deng Jiugong was in the tent and asked with difficulty: "Old Qian, aren't you in Sanshan Pass? Why are you here?"

Qian Bao looked at Deng Jiugong, who should have been heroic but now skinny, and his eyes were red: "Chief soldier, last general... There will be medicine at the end!"

Deng Jiugong shook his head: "You.... Recently, I fell ill a few more, and Deng Yi fell ill last night and died. ”

Qian Bao still said: "There will be medicine in the end, and there will be medicine to cure the plague! Someone will send it in a while, and everyone will be cured! After being cured, we will go south together, and then we will fight in Yue, fight in South Vietnam, and level all the tribes of Baiyue for Your Majesty, open up the territory, and when the time comes, we will go to the court together to ask for merit, and everyone will ......"

Deng Jiugong was silent, he closed his eyes, his dry lips moved, and tears fell.

"Does your medicine really work, does it really cure?"

Qian Bao said: "It is useful! There will be eighty percent certainty in the end!"

Deng Jiugong shook his head: "Deng Yi is the general who followed me into the customs at the beginning, starting from the guard, you should also know him." ”

Qian Bao recalled and nodded: "It's a man, Yu Yue rebelled, and he killed eight people." ”

Deng Jiugong smiled bitterly: "He took a step first, his son was in the army, he also suffered from illness, I went to see him before he died, he said that General Qian has excellent medical skills and will definitely be able to cure the plague, saying that although he did not survive the medicine, his son will definitely be able to wait." ”

Qian Bao said: "I'm here with medicine, I can cure it! I can cure it! If I come a day earlier, Deng Yi will be fine a day earlier!"

Deng Jiugong waved his hand: "Forget it! If you came yesterday and brought medicine to Deng Yi, would he be able to survive?"

Qian Bao was stunned, this is really not necessarily, it takes time for the drug to take effect, and most of the time in a day will not get better, Deng Yi still has to die.

"If he doesn't survive the medicine, will he still hold on to hope, and will he still believe that his son can be saved?"

Qian Baoran said that if it can really be cured, it doesn't matter if the patient is tortured during the treatment, because it will be cured after all.

But if it can't be cured.....

In fact, just like now, if you are seriously ill, you are hospitalized, you are using drugs and IU, Chinese medicine and Western medicine have seen everything, and the earth remedies have been used up, but the person has not been saved.

That's when it's the most desperate.

Deng Jiugong scolded again: "Old Qian, you are here, I don't know how many people want to cut off, you shouldn't come!"

Qian Bao wiped his eyes and said, "Mr. Deng, it's okay, let me go in and see the brothers first." ”

Qian Bao went deep into the tent and saw many familiar faces, a big man with a beard lying on the ground, talking vaguely.

Deng Jiugong sighed and said, "I'm afraid Sun Er won't be able to hold on. ”

Qian Bao approached, and everyone fell silent.

Sun Er on the ground found that something was wrong, tried to open his eyes, and saw Qian Bao, he whispered with difficulty: "General Qian, is it you? General, we also went up the mountain to pick wild fruits together, and said that we would make wine and drink it together, but I didn't expect it, but I was sick..."

Suddenly, his confused mind sensed that something was wrong: "General Qian, why are you here? Is there a cure for the plague?"

Qian Bao was silent for a while, squatted down, and said, "Yes, I was sick before, and I was cured later, do you know the ten thousand years and ten thousand adults of Chaoge?"

"I know, it's the one who invented a bunch of things, and it's been passed on!"

"He came to Sanshanguan and found a special herb that cured me, so I came to the camp to see you and confirm that as long as I am no longer sick, everyone will be cured!"

Qian Bao chose to deceive, and Sun Er's appearance couldn't survive today.

"It's a pity that I didn't survive, but fortunately, my brother is also in the army, his illness is milder, but he can be saved, we can't survive, fortunately, more people will survive, my brother's body is better than mine, and then go south when he is sick, and he must kill more thieves than me......"

"I... I want to ....."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Er still had tears in the corners of his eyes, but he was no longer breathing.

But there was a smile on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Deng Jiugong brought Qian Bao to the gate of the camp again.

"So, how do I say it, what they need most is hope...... Ahem......"

Deng Jiugong began to retch, he couldn't stand it anymore, it took a while to recover, he couldn't raise his eyes, and said: "But, you are here, there is no hope! Xiu'er has also entered the military camp, or it won't be long before she gets sick..."

As he spoke, he suddenly cried like a demon: "How could Xiu'er come to such a place of right and wrong?!

But at this moment, Deng Jiugong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

Qian Bao didn't dodge or dodge, doing simple treatment for Deng Jiugong, and after a while, Deng Jiugong woke up and looked at Qian Bao who was sprayed with blood.

"Old money, you...."

Qian Bao said resolutely: "Isolation can reduce the plague infection, then the infected person is the source of infection, so I am afraid that I will also be infected." ”

Deng Jiugong smiled bitterly and was speechless.

"Patients are not allowed to be treated, but doctors must have faith in themselves, and medicine will be delivered today, and this plague will definitely be cured. ”

"The epidemic is a natural disaster, but it is not a man-made disaster, there is no need to worship God and ask for immortals, we can treat ourselves. ”

It has been 10,000 years since he was fully armed, and according to the orders of the king, only in this way can he approach the patient.

The sewage in the tent was overflowing, and almost no one wanted to come, with the exception of Wan Nian.

Wannian sent medicine to Qian Bao, and from beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

He took a deep look at the isolation tent, and although the soldiers here were not able to wrap their bodies in horse leather, they were all loyal and righteous people.

Within a few days, Qian Bao contracted the disease, which was more serious than the others because he had been deliberately infected.

When the sick soldiers in the quarantine camp saw this, their hearts were like ashes.

It's over, it's all over!

The imperial doctor from the palace took the risk and personally entered the camp for diagnosis and treatment, but he shook his head again and again: "What kind of medicine is this? The refining method of this medicine is unheard of, and there are even poisons in the medicinal materials. ”

There is no other meaning in the words.

It's hopeless, can't be cured, wait for death.

The imperial doctor saluted Deng Xiu: "General Deng, let's prepare for the aftermath early, the plague is really not treatable by manpower, and His Majesty has already issued an edict from the princes to the emperor, this heavenly anger, only God can forgive it." ”

“.....”

Deng Xiu didn't believe it, but it had come to this point, and he didn't have a problem.

In the middle of the night, Qian Bao stayed at the gate of the camp, blowing the cold wind of the night.

The wind would have awakened him a little in the chaos.

Are medicines useless?

It's also good....

He tried.

His mind was completely confused, sometimes moaning in pain, sometimes screaming high fever, vomiting up and down, vomiting and vomiting.

Deng Jiugong and a few patients who were still able to walk dragged him into the tent, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would freeze to death if he didn't die of illness.

Deng Jiugong sighed, sorrow came from it, but he still held on, he was as desperate as other patients, but as the main general, he had to hold on.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a faint voice said, "Haven't today's meals been delivered yet?"

Deng Jiugong had just vomited blood, so he didn't care about it, and waved his hand: "It's early... It's all dying people, it's useless to eat enough, even if you eat it, you have to vomit it out after a while..."

Then he felt that something was not right, everyone had no appetite to eat when he was sick, how could anyone take the initiative to eat?